I grab the book and chuck it one of the library windows, it breaks it and I jump out unscathed, the attacker is standing a few feet away with three moloctove cocktails, I pick up the burning book, and throw it at his moloctove cocktails, the bottles break and the fire on the book ignite the liquid that had splashed all over him. Victory?

Due to the attacker not taking any action, I defeat him easily. Soon I stand upon a mountain of my foes (albeit a small mountain.) Holding one of the kidnappers high I spout out in anger, "WHERE IS ROCKY?"

All my bones are broken, and this book that has some how been burning all this time is now on my bedside table. The table catches fire, and soon the rest of the room is engulfed in flames, I roast alive, all the while wondering why someone brought the book into a hospital.

You punch a cerbertrout and everything is back to normal. Suddenly the tiger has 7 friends who want to beat you up, and you are out of sp.Irrational: Rocky, rocky was a set up! Then a brick falls on your head. There is a letter attached to the brick, saying you came to the wrong base!

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Some how I was alive, and the book had thanked for some odd reason, as I had done nothing for the book. But I was alive and that was nice, but the explosion from the book burned down the hospital, and killed everyone inside...except for me.

It seems odd that someone would go out of their way to land an antique bi-plane here in this remote area, but all the better if it will help me reach Rocky. Thinking I should ask the pilot for assistance I approach only to find out he is completely inebriated. His perfect landing however, threw me off from this detail. The fact that he exited the plane and proceeded to put his arms out to the sides and make plane noises while clutching to a beer can supported the truth. Letting him continue his drunken games, I steal his flight goggles, scarf, and plane. Next stop, Albequerk... Albaque...Al... You know.